This is a song about "Being on fleek"

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

I'm a realass nigga sick of being spitted on cause i'm the "wrong" one

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Quit being so fucking shy come on tell me why! you just wanted us to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Im on fire lyrical supplier, being the best is my only desire

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

And i waited on you being irritated, myrrh sacred

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Being insane on my brain im crazy,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth